At around 10 pm, Jin Changning went to pick up Ji Beixun, the mysterious detective, at the airport in Shanghai.
In the darkness, he leaned against the wall and smoked, his thoughts drifting. Unknowingly, he had walked far away until he heard a deliberate cough by his ear. He then pulled himself back. In front of him was Ji Beixun, who was dressed in a black shirt. He pushed his suitcase with one hand and stuffed it into his pocket with the other. On his cold face, his unfathomable eyes shone with a sharp light of exploration.
"The plane is late." "Did you wait long?" he asked.
"No, I just arrived."
Jin Changning stood up straight and extinguished his cigarette.
"The car is outside."
He went to pull his suitcase.
"No need, I'll do it myself!"
Ji Beixun smiled coldly and patted his shoulder." You're no longer the little sidekick from back then. Jin Changning, you don't have to lower yourself so much."
"No way."
Jin Changning smiled.
